Page 32 of Dublin Devil

Biology, right?

We both knew that was a lie. There’s been a tangible sexual energy arcing between us since the beginning. I thought my protective wires had gotten crossed at first, but she felt it too.

She admitted as much when she said that us claiming this moment might work it out of our system.

I don’t believe it will.

I’m afraid sinking inside her and having her heat welcome me will make me want her more.

Too late now.

I drop my mouth to her core and pull my tongue through the heat of her folds. She’s soft and slick and cries out, arching her back off the mattress. I press a gentle hand on her mons to hold her in place and rub her clit with my thumb while I tongue her.

“Sweet mercy,” she purrs, grinding against my mouth. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop doing that.”

“Trust me, kitten. I’ll be here a good long while. We need you languid and relaxed before I fuck you.”

She tastes like sunshine and salty bliss, and I forget about all the reasons we shouldn’t be doing this and lose myself in devouring her.

Her body is hyper-responsive, and she orgasms twice before I even consider coming up for air. Piper doesn’t have to worry about me stopping because, given the option, I’ll never let her get out of bed.

“Fuck, you taste good.” I swallow and the taste of her coats my tongue and the back of my throat.

“Cock, Mr. Quinn. I want your cock.”

I chuckle at the breathy plea and bring my fingers into play. “You’ve got one more in you.”

“Who knew you were such a cock tease?”

I laugh. “I’m not sure you used that right, but it doesn’t matter. I’m not teasing. Your first time will hurt, and I want you ready for me.”

“I’m ready.” She gasps as I ease my thumb into the first inch of her entrance and work to stretch her.

Damn, I feel like a sixteen-year-old kid again, but this time, I have way more respect for a woman’s first time and way more stamina to do right by her.

I work her over with my mouth, and when her body shatters again, I climb up the mattress. She’s still breathing hard when I prop myself up on my elbows. “You doing okay?”

“Amazing,” she breathes.

My hips are cradled between her thighs, the head of my cock poised at her core. “Last chance to call it off,” I say, my need for her building to dizzying heights. “Be sure, Piper. If you’re not, we stop now. No hard feelings.”

The moon has shifted in the night sky enough that I see her expression as she responds. “I’m sure, Sean. Take me, please. I want you inside me.”

I slick the crown of my erection through the moisture we’ve made and then breach her entrance. “Hold onto my shoulders, Piper. Big breath in.”

I thrust forward and lock my hips as she lets out a throaty gasp. Her eyes go wide and water, but she forces a smile. “I’m good. I’m fine.”

I wait until she catches her breath and then I ease back and push forward again. “How are you doing?”

“It’s a strange sensation. Invasive. I actually feel your cock sliding inside me.”

“Aye, that’s kinda the point.”

She grins. “I’m not sure I can orgasm again when it’s so tender, but you do your thing. I want to feel you moving inside me while I watch you lose it.”

I said it before…this girl is going to kill me.

“It won’t take long. Your body’s been through a lot. I don’t want to hurt you.”

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